Ye Feng is now worried that he does not have enough cultivation and does not have the Tianling Stone, so he cannot activate the cross-border teleportation array.

However, now, at the Zen Conference in Tianzhu, what is about to be discussed is a breakthrough that can cross to another world. This makes Ye Feng extremely glad that this trip is really right.

Although I don’t know what the thing that broke the world was, I heard the tone of the Zen master, and it seemed that I attached great importance to it.

Even this Zen Conference was not open to the public, and even some ordinary disciples of Huanxi Zen were not qualified to participate. You should know that in the past, Zen Conferences were always there whenever they wanted, of course, the premise was that they belonged to Zen disciples.

Those who come to attend the Zen Conference are all Zen masters with profound cultivation and are extremely influential in the world of practice in India.

Perhaps because they all belong to Zen Buddhism, Huanxi Zen Buddhism invited other Zen people to come and discuss things that break the boundaries together.

From the translation of the Boshe, Ye Feng learned that the key to Zen Buddhism’s desire to obtain the boundless thing this time was a person, who was named Zen Master Wenlu, who was now closely guarded and locked up somewhere in the Zen Buddhism of Huanxi.

Ye Feng had never heard of this person's name, and there was no such thing as a marquis.

In Joy Zen, this matter is regarded as a secret in the secret.

A cold night is coming.

There was an ambiguous atmosphere floating in the entire valley where Joy Zen Buddhism was located, and many women were brought in to serve the distinguished guests who came to attend the Zen Conference.

Taking this opportunity, Ye Feng slipped out of the room quietly.

If someone comes to ask, the wife will tell the other party that Ye Feng has gone to the bathroom.

His actual purpose is to thoroughly explore the entire territory of the Happiness Zen Buddhism. Since there is spiritual consciousness, it does not take too long, and it can even be done with just walking around.

If the purpose of coming to India this time can be achieved, Ye Feng doesn't even have to wait until tomorrow and can leave this place overnight.

After a circle around the entire Happiness Zen Buddhism, Ye Feng did not find any suspicious places, but only a pagoda with many monks imprisoned.

After thinking about it, he came to the periphery of the pagoda. Xunying Fairy Trace tapped lightly and sneaked into it in a few "swish" times.

This pagoda is guarded by many practitioners with advanced cultivation, but none of them noticed Ye Feng's invasion.

"Master Kuzhi, Zen Master Wenlu, I don't know if I can find one of them..."

Ye Feng thought in his heart and floated up the stairs lightly.

There is a monk or other practitioners imprisoned on each floor of this pagoda, and some of them have not low cultivation levels. Even on the mahogany stairs, you will see many disciples of the Xi Zen who are patrolling and guarding them very closely.

Ye Feng could not recognize who was imprisoned at all. He had never seen any of Master Kuzhi and Zen Master Wenlu, so it was quite troublesome to find it.

However, soon, he found himself overthinking.

Because the entire pagoda has a total of eighteen floors, nine monks were imprisoned, only one of whom looked like a Chinese, and the rest were all Indian monks.

Ye Feng was invisible and hid on the 18th floor of the pagoda, the top floor.

At first glance, the one who was imprisoned on the top floor was a Chinese monk in his fifties. He was closing his eyes to rest. Outside the detention room, two old monks with a century of cultivation were guarding him.

This guardian power is much stronger than the floors below.

"Master Kuzhi? Zen Master Wenlu?"

Ye Feng was a little suspicious, and through the wall, he used the magical fairy sound to the monk Huaguo in the room.

In Tang Xuefeng's story, Master Kuzhi was an old man twenty years ago, and his cultivation was far superior to Tang Xuefeng. The Chinese monk in front of him had only been around a hundred years of his spiritual sense to detect his cultivation.

The appearance of a cultivator may become younger because of his profound cultivation, but this cultivation rarely regresses, or he or she will be re-edited.

This possibility is also unlikely.

Therefore, the possibility of the Chinese monk in front of him being a master of Kuzhi was very slim, but Ye Feng still asked out a voice to see the other party’s reaction.

As soon as he heard the Lingmiao Xianyin sound with the eight words "Ye Feng" question, the monk Huaguo in the room opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were soft, but deeper, tenacity and full of spirit.

The monk's eyes were a little confused and looked at the door of the room, but saw the two old monks guarding him not opening their eyes. It was obvious that the two old monks were calling him.

Moreover, the two old monks did not notice the sound just now.

Who is it?

The monk in China was a little confused.

"I'm here to save you. If you are one of Zen Master Wenlu or Master Kuzhi, please nod your head."

Ye Feng's spiritual and wonderful immortal sound continues to be heard.

This time, the monk Huaguo could be sure that he was not an illusion, but that someone was talking to him, and the voice came directly into his ears.

However, it seems that the other party is very young when he hears the sound. At this age, he can actually use the method of voice transmission. Isn’t that amazing?

The most important thing is that Ye Feng used Chinese Mandarin, which made the monk feel intimate all of a sudden.

Slowly, the monk nodded.

Just in the next moment.

Swish!

The faint blue sword light suddenly flashed, Tai Chi Void Sword!

The monk Huaguo's eyes lit up, and then he saw that the two old monks who were originally guarding him had no ability to resist, and the throat was cut by a series of sword lights, and fresh blood was sprayed out.

Immediately afterwards, a bright white fire flashed, and the extremely flamed fireball quietly burned out the bodies of the two, leaving no residue behind.

A strong man with a century of cultivation is just a slap in Ye Feng's eyes now.

Then, Ye Feng's figure in a black shirt appeared at the door of the room, looking at the Chinese monk in the room more than ten meters away, still holding a blue sword in his hand.

The monk Huaguo was surprised to see Ye Feng appearing like a ghost, and couldn't help but stand up.

He never expected that he would be detained in the most closely guarded place of Zen Buddhism in India, and someone would come to save him!

"Dare you ask, are you Zen Master Wenlu?"

Ye Feng looked at the other party, and Lingmiaoxian's voice came out and asked.

"It's me."

The monk Huaguo nodded slowly, frowned slightly and looked at Ye Feng: "I don't know who the little brother is, who is the master of the master?"

"I came from China and wanted to find Master Kuzhi."

Ye Feng said, taking out a red cassock cloth found in Putuo Mountain: "Because someone told me that this is something from Happiness Zen, so come and take a look."

"well."

Zen Master Wenlu sighed, his eyes showing vicissitudes: "That is my master. He was captured here ten years ago and now he has returned to the Pure Land..."

Master Kuzhi is dead!

Ye Feng was stunned. He didn't expect that Zen Master Wenlu was actually a disciple of Master Kuzhi.
Chapter completed!